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“How could it be so different?” she questioned, turning her gaze from mine and allowing it to pan the open space around us I’d forgotten existed. The sound of the city returned. The traveling sound of voices, honking horns, revved up engines, a lonely bird chirp, and the whispers of lost wind. I’d heard none of these sounds while wrapped in Laura’s hypnotizing caress.

“How could what be so different?” I inquired in response to her as I fought to get my breathing under control.

“Kissing a man. I assumed it would be the same as what I was used to.” Her eyes reflected confusion when they met mine. When they fell to my lips, and the tension in her face intensified, it brought forth my awareness she was fighting to understand our connection in relation to the connection she’d shared with women.

My head tilted in thought before I sought her eyes. “Are you saying I’m the first man you’ve kissed?”

“You’re the first man I’ve done anything with,” she confirmed. It pleased me that she didn’t sound sorry about it. The fists squeezing my heart tightened, humbling me in a way that reminded me of the special privilege I’d been granted.

“There are no words to explain how thankful I am that you chose to share yourself with me. I was a tad ravenous in receiving you because you had me so worked up, but I don’t take it for granted. No one has ever deemed me worthy enough to bestow a gift as precious. You gave me the most valued gift that anyone has.” She searched my eyes for the truth I knew she’d find.

The bond between us had been building and was now dragged into the opening. We may not have known how to deal with it, but we couldn’t deny it. Our conversation had paused for a long moment, but it hadn’t sobered the heightened impulses stirring between us.

“Are you done stalling? Are you ready to tell me what happened to you?” She put a stop to the depth of intimacy we’d created.

My hands locked around her waist, pulling her tighter into my chest. One of her arms remained draped around my neck, the other sat atop my forearm. Having her this close to me filled me with a level of contentment, I’d never experience before.


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